credits

released 15 March 2013

All songs written, performed and recorded by Tim Hines @ Alpine Studios 2011/2012 with the exception of Ghost Beacons written and performed by Tim Hines, Chase Elliott and Ryan Hand. Ghost Beacons recorded and mixed by Andrew Montoya @ Electric Orange Studios and Pandemonium Recorders 2012. All songs mastered by Andrew Montoya at Pandemonium Recorders October 2012
Album cover artwork by Jess Holzworth
Inner art and layout by Tim Hines

So wait until
Your Sanity
Has all but begot and lost all direction
Tethered across the Sea
She'll pull the strings
Your life will be
All but begot and lost all direction
Tethered across the Sea

I kiss with curse words
4000 covered years
He will awake and shatter
All that you stand for

Track Name: View from the Dihedral wall

The view is oh so clear
From the Dihedral Wall
Weve lost communication
and all depth perception

4000 years
Twin burning Suns
The King of Ages
The Bloodlines run…

Take your ropes and Lanterns
Into the idle Mansions
where can we go from here?
The mystery getting clear

4000 years
Twin burning Suns
The King of Ages
The Bloodlines run..

Track Name: Cathedral City

Theres no easy way around this
But wont fall
Nothing can change your ways
And that is all

They are the chosen few
Getting a leg on you
Its easy to wander blindly
And that is all

Cast a spell on Lovers Lane
and let it fall
Kill the Lovers and the Law

They are the chosen few
Getting a leg on you
Its easy to wander blindly down the hall
They are the chosen few
Now you can act your age
Now we can wonder how did we get here?
How did we end up living a lie?

Track Name: Havana

You lost your way
along the road
How can you stay here
Havana

The City sleeps
the tiny island
How can you stay here
Havana

There is a place
Young lovers go
Pleasant and peaceful
Havana

Track Name: The Omni Present Heart Shield

Take your little hand
Guide it through my soul
We are all asleep, we don't wake up
Until were old

Think about it hard
Think about it slow
We are all just Juvenile delinquents
Without no home

Think about the heart
Think about the home
Think about the little voice inside
of your soul

Take the yellow pill
Guide you to the left
Are you really you or just a vacant bag of stone